Peter S. Quinn

A Year - Oh Sweet Year - Poem by Peter S. Quinn

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A year oh sweet year is now going soon byWith moments to remember and some lostThe bouquets of memories I have crossedEach in their mood of a daydreaming highThe love that has come and made me acquaintedWith costumes and ways that I found bestEvery word sounding ways they have paintedAnd now forth in closure is laid to rest

Oh words of thy muses how I love theeWith wings so lofty in brightness of daysThose through in their footsteps have walked here onEndures of thoughts forever to beWhen memories drift and to the mind playsWonderful occasions I thought were gone